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Where...?

[Julie tucks her hair behind her ear, her long, manicured fingernails lightly brushing against her scalp as she does so. She starts to walk down the unfamiliar hallway in search of Hal, her light haired boy who was moaning her name just a moment ago, or so she thought.]

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[He pulls out a cigarette from his pants pocket as well as a lighter.] Forgive me if I don't trust a complete stranger in this place.

... Are you a father, by chance?

[He lights up, taking a long drag.] A pretty damn good one, if I say so myself.

[She's unaffected by the smoke.] Then you should understand why I am concerned about my boy.

Ah, that explains a lot.

[He gives her a cold glare.] If you had any real motherly concern, you'd stay away from him.

[Narrows her eyes, then chuckles softly.] Stay away from him? You would pull a vulnerable boy like that away from the person who loves him most?

Lady, Hal's told me what you two got up to. Whatever the hell it is, it ain't love.

I'm afraid I must inform you that what you think doesn't matter. You still have not told me where Hal is or how you know him.

Haven't seen him today. And I think it'll be better to see the look on your face when you figure it out.

[Aims an icy stare at him for a moment.] What did you do to my boy?

Nothing that will make his father kill himself, that's for sure.

[He waves and begins to walk away.]

[She can't just let that go, and starts walking after him, shouting.] You better not have done anything to him, or I will make you regret it!

Lady, I haven't done a damn thing to him. The only one here that's hurting him is you.

[Still walking, and in the back of his mind he can't help but hope she does something so he can punch her in the face.]

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